The tale of one person, of the usual routine he goes by every day. He goes to school.Then catches a bus. Goes to work. And last but not least, Nothing better to finish off a day   then to Fly . . .       Foreword    The breeze blew onto my face as I descended the sky in a fall.   A smile slowly etched itself on my lips as the excitement build. My heart raced, the adrenaline was pumping in my veins and as I waited for the right moment . . .   I made a mental countdown. 5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . .